Taryn Bomar


something about   something else
you go
in odd
     motions    in spots
or the questioning of spots

around   an itch
  or the itch
of   staring
started along lines

and lined along   longitudes


friction pretends
she landed on a bar   between handles

the seat    split
in uneven  circumstances
           in pieces, an ear

cartilage between sockets
and joints
or  stairs obtained     by accident



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